AN: I had some great response to the initial drabble so I shall endeavour to continue it. I have some plans as to where it would go, but don't expect Rizzles to pop up out of no where!

She turned before anything could be said and walked back to her car, she heard Maura shout out to her but she was cut off into raucous laughter. It cut through her like a knife.

The news of the engagement spread through the station slowly, somehow it seemed worse this way. At least if everyone knew it would be the topic of the week then fade away back into obscurity. But just like pulling off a band aid, fresh pain settled in her each time it was tugged. Maura wasn't overt about the subject, but she was still wearing the ring with enough ice on it to sink a frigate. It was impossible to miss. But ever the professional the doctor would thank them for their congratulations and go back to her work. But she couldn't hide the wide smile that spread across her face each time she spoke about it. She was happy, so it only added salt to a gaping wound when Jane chastised herself for being upset.

They were friends, best friends. If she couldn't be happy about it, she should at least be happy for her. But that's where she faltered, she 'should' be happy for her, but it wouldn't come to her. She had tried, so very hard, to put on a brave face and truly mean it. For once Maura's inability to read subtle social cues had been a small saving grace. If Maura couldn't see it, she couldn't be burdened with it. She would learn to pretend; she could never be selfish enough to deny her happiness. It just stung that it wasn't her causing that intoxicating smile.

It was early, it was far too early, she almost shuffled into the cafe in search of her coveted caffeine. Before she should even cross the thresh hold a piercing shriek cut through the morning fog in her mind, her hands instinctively flew to her ears as she sought out the cause. Her hands dropped like bricks as she stared in disbelief at the culprit of the offending noise. There was Angela Rizzoli with her arms wrapped around Maura, her excitable cries only amplified by the slight jumping up and down. All Maura could do was mirror the emotion on display, but both became a little subdued when they caught the bleary eyes of the detective silently questioning them.

"Oh Janie! Isn't it wonderful?" The elder Rizzoli unravelled herself to greet her daughter.

"Ma, they've been engaged for like a month, this can't be the first you've heard." Angela lightly swatted her arm,

"Of course I knew, but that's not what's going on." Jane had already turned to get a particularly large coffee, maybe Vince had something that could 'Irish' it up.

"I'm glad you have someone to share in your passion of inappropriate celebration Ma, but I need more caffeine before I can handle a noise like that without ear defenders."

"Don't be like that Jane, you know it's bad for your blood pressure." Maura stated it matter of fact but with a sly smile.

Jane shook her head slightly, she couldn't be grumpy with that smile. "So what's got you gals all chirpy at this ungodly hour?" The doctor smiled at Angela, giving her silent permission to let Jane into their mornings event.

"It's just that Dr Isles, I mean Maura, has asked me to be a part of her wedding." Her mother couldn't stop smiling even when Maura spoke up.

"I asked your Mother to be my maid of honour. I mean if that's alright with you. It's just that all of you have been so good to me and it would mean the world to me for her to be a part of my wedding" Angela had looped her arm with Maura's while she still lightly bobbed with excitement. Janet's face had remained the same throughout,

"What about your Mom? I mean don't you want her to be there too?" Jane brought her coffee to her lips as if in some effort to hide behind a thinly veiled comment.

"Of course she will be invited," Jane noted a small note of disappointment in her tone as she continued, "but my Mother is just so busy, I couldn't bear it if she weren't able to make the necessary appointments. Besides, Angela was my first and only choice for my maid of honour." She ended with a nod

"Well this has been lovely but I better head upstairs and get to work, I'm worried if I stay here any longer we'll end up braiding each others hair." Before Maura could say a proper goodbye Angela had already engaged her in scintillating ideas for her dress.

Jane groaned to herself as she stalked away, her mother was going to be could always be worse, she told herself, "Yeah she could have asked me." She was stuck between the relief of not having to be that involved, and the envy that her best friend didn't want her to actually be involvement. She silently cursed in the elevator, she needed a distraction.

Unfortunately Jane wasn't subject to just a distraction, but these things never go that way. She was a homicide detective for a reason and there was no shortage of a case load that day. A crime scene to visit, witnesses to interview, theories to ponder. She leaned back in her chair and stretched out her legs before letting out a loud sigh. It was late, everyone had already called it a night. But in true fashion there was something niggling her brain and she wouldn't be able to relax if it wasn't dealt with.

The artificial lights were blinding adding nothing to her thought process, she was rubbing at her eyes trying to stave off the inevitable headache. She let her eyes drift closed just for a moment. Leaning back in her chair her fingers linked together across her stomach, she was missing something and as always second guessing herself. If she could just relax a little then it would surely come to her. Her headache was drifting away slowly adding to a deeper sense of calm.

Maura had been working late, she had finished her reports on the case. It made sense to drop them off at the homicide office before she left. She knew Jane would be asking for them first thing so she may as well get a head start. The office was almost pitch black save one desk lamp, she didn't need to guess who's it was. As she got closer she could see the detective leaning back in her chair, her heart hurt at the look of pain on her face. She had fallen asleep that much was clear but she was still torn over the case. Silently she placed the folders on Jane's desk before taking a step behind her, deft hands settled on tense temples. She rubbed small soothing circles satisfied when the frown on her friends face ebbed away.

Moving away the doctor crouched down by Jane's chair taking a hand in hers. "Jane sweetie, you can't sleep here,"

"Five more minutes Ma," She couldn't help the smile as Jane tried to shuffle around in her chair. She stood and gently shook a heavy shoulder. Jane's eyes were half open in the bleary light of the desk lamp.

"Come on you, its time you got to bed." Maura offered a hand which was promptly taken, she squeezed it gently as Jane followed rubbing her face with the other hand. She didn't say a word as she let her friend lead her by the hand out of the building into the cool night air.